Yu Heng's face was as pale as paper, and his legs went weak. He nearly collapsed to the ground.
He looked at the murderous Ye Qingshuang before him, then at Yun Che's godlike, demonic figure not far away. His heart was filled with fear and regret.
"I... I surrender," Yu Heng said in a trembling voice, on the verge of tears.
It was not that he feared Ye Qingshuang, but that even defeating her would be meaningless. After all, a ruthless man capable of instantly killing someone at the half-step Emperor realm was watching from the sidelines.
Whether he lived or died depended entirely on a single thought from that man.
Yun Che approached Yu Heng and said, "Reaching Supreme means your talent is quite good."
Hearing this, Yu Heng thought Yun Che intended to take him in and hurriedly pledged his loyalty.
"You flatter me, Guardian King. Rest assured, I will be your most loyal servant from now on."
Yun Che shook his head slightly. "On second thought, forget it. With good talent, you might think you have a chance of becoming a saint someday, or even ascending to the imperial throne. Just to be safe, you'd better head off to reincarnate early!"
With that, Yun Che casually released a Mental Thought Sword and ended his life.
Ding! Supreme killed. Experience +2.8 million.
When the Kings, Emperors, and soldiers still fighting saw that their emperor and crown prince had both croaked, they laid down their weapons and surrendered.
Thus ended this farce, which had departed as quickly as it had arrived.
Yun Che said, "Qingshuang, I'll leave the rest to you. I need to visit the Eastern Sea. Message me if anything comes up."
Ye Qingshuang nodded. "I understand. Go ahead! With the vast resources and newly